#angels

The girl looked down at her feet and looked back up to see a thin, almost thread like bridge with dozens of paper lanterns tied on almost every nook and cranny. What was once a dusk sky transformed and melted into a blue twilight full of stars that stretched endlessly. On the other side of the bridge was another island of celestial land with a twisted path that lead to a small source of light, no bigger than a candle’s flame. The girl felt this strong urge to get to that light.

“I’m scared to cross the bridge Indigo Orb. It looks so thin and fragile! What if I fall?”

“There’s nothing to fear dear girl. It may seem timid and fragile, but in reality it is so much stronger than you think it is.” The orb nudged the girl’s shoulder forward. “Besides, even if you did, you have wings now!” Feather barked and bolted across the bridge to the other side. The bridge didn’t move a single inch when Feather ran cross it. As soon as he got to the other side, he scratched his ear for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the celestial land and stared at the girl.

The girl took a deep breath and stepped onto the bridge. The bridge did sway for a moment, which caused the girl to death grip the handles of the bridge. Her stomach dropped and her body began to shake. She looked down to see an endless abyss of cosmic clouds and stars between the crevices of the bridge’s ancient planks.

“Keep going dear girl! Don’t stop!” The orb came up to the girl’s side, but did not touch her shoulder. “I’m right here. Keep going.” The girl held her breath for a moment and took a large step onto the bridge and it dramatically swayed side to side.

“I can’t do it!” cried the girl. “I can’t”, tears began to form in the girl’s eyes, blurring her vision.

“Yes you can! You must. Even if it is one step at a time.”

“How was feather able to get across it so quickly?”

“Feather does not know fear and neither does fear know him.”

“That doesn’t make any sense at all Indigo Orb. I mean, the bridge didn’t even budge when he ran across it!”

“Take a breath dear girl….”, the girl took a massive deep breath in,”… and let go.” She exhaled at the end of his words. “It does not matter how long it takes for you to cross this bridge. You will cross it and you will be alright. Let’s go.”

The girl wiped away her tears, closed her eyes, took another deep breath, and steadied her grip onto the railings of the bridge. The girl took a step forward with her eyes closed and the bridge barely swayed. The girl took another deep breath and took another step forward. This time, the bridge did not sway.

“Yes! Yes! You got this!” The girl’s grip on the railings loosened and her steps became more solid. Within a few steps, the girl’s foot touched the cold earth on the other side of the bridge. She opened her eyes and jumped forward. Feather jumped up and down, then ran to the girl. The girl took a few steps forward, opened her eyes, and found that she was on the other side of the bridge.

“YESSS! I did it!” The girl grabbed the spirit orb and held it close to her chest. “Thank you so much for believing in me when I couldn’t believe in myself.” The orb’s warmth against her chest was one she never felt before. A flash of light overwhelmed her vision for a few moments; and within those few moments, a gentle humanoid like apparition with bright rose gold wings kissed her forehead. She opened her eyes to see that the gentle apparition was gone, but the Indigo orb was still tightly wrapped in her arms.

What was that? The twisted road that was once in front of the girl when she made it to the other side of the bridge was gone. What took its place was something the girl would never forget.

As the girl ran after the indigo orb, a sharp pain jabbed her shoulders and back, causing her to fall to her knees. Ow! What the hell? She jumped back up to find that there was nothing behind her. She felt her shoulders for any kind of bleeding or open gashes. What the? I know this is a dream, but that really really hurt. Thankfully I’m not bleeding or anything like that. “Follow me dear indigo girl! There is no time to waste!” The orb yelled at her from a distance.

“What did you just call me? I’m a what?” The orb was inches away from her face once again.

“I say you are an indigo girl.” The orb gently tapped her nose and let out a soft giggle. This gave the girl a warm tingly sensation that went from her feet up through the crown of her head. She had never felt anything like this before, but she certainly wanted to feel it again.

“I still don’t know what that means spirit orb light thingy.”

“You will soon enough. Follow me!” The orb darted off once again into the distance. Suddenly a small dot appeared within the girl’s sight. The farther she ran, the bigger the dot appeared. As she got closer to the dot, the dot began to grow into the form of an old wooden door. It’s hinges, knobs, and locks were made of pure gold and the wood smelled of freshly cut oak, despite its age. The orb stopped in the girl’s tracks as soon as she was a few yards away from it. “Take this!” A large golden key came from the orb and dropped onto the ground in front of the girl’s feet. She kneeled down to grab the key, then suddenly that sharp jabbing pain came back. The pain was nearly unbearable. She couldn’t get up from the surface of the water and curled into a fetal position. The pain shot through her whole body this time. “You must get up!”

“I-I can’t! It hur-rts too much!” She began to cry as the pain permated through her body.

“Oh I almost forgot. Here, let me give you something to help you with those growing pains.” The orb tapped on the girl’s back and suddenly the pain gone. “Shhhh don’t you cry dear one. This should help.”

“Thank you. I really needed that.” The girl got up with the key and used one of her hands to feel the back of her shoulders. There were two distinct lumps stood a few inches out of her shoulders. What the hell is this???

“Those growing pains will come and go dear girl. As time goes on it will be easier to handle them. They will stop eventually. That I can assure you.”

“Why am I having these in the first place?”

“You will find out more as soon as you open this door.” The orb started to float towards the door knob. “A whole new world awaits you behind this door.”

This is one crazy dream. She thought to herself.

“Who said that this was a dream?”

The girl began to walk towards the door of gold and ancient oak. She gently put the key in the keyhole. The key began to glow as it entered the keyhole. And with that, her journey beyond the cosmos began.

Many moons ago, a young woman and her pet wandered on the path of lost and found. Lost souls wandered on these paths during troubled times, hoping to find the answers they are looking for. These passerbys would see the woman and her pet together hand and hand. However, every passerby noticed something off about the woman and the dog. Both beings glowed a translucent blue and seemed to be walking on air. Their feet touched the ground, but only just. Some have claimed to see orbs or perhaps wings on the young girl and her pet.

Whenever a passerby would see them, the pair would be spotted dancing, waltzing, or even skipping. Other times she would pass by, smiling or even say hello and her companion would either bark twice, or walk up to the passerby, expecting to be petted.

The young woman was eventually called the Grave Dancer and her pet the companion. She wasn’t called that for the sake of dancing around gravestones; but for the sake that she would radiate her infinite light during grave times for the lost passerbys.

It was said that the Grave Dancer and her companion would only show when a passerby is under great distress. If the passerbys considered taking their own lives, she would be there. If the passerbys had a loved one who was in critical condition or perhaps on their death bed, she would be there. If the passerbys were lost, she would be there to help guide them in the right direction.

No one really knows where the Grave Dancer and her companion came from, or why she does what she does. Some claim that maybe she’s an earth angel, or some sort of spirit guide. Regardless, she has saved many lives, lifted spirits of the broken, and helped sooth the mourning with her dance.

Today she can still be spotted dancing with her companion from time to time. If you feel lost, defeated, heartbroken, or even wanting to give up, follow the road. The Grave Dancer and her companion will help you find the way.

“I cannot deny that I am a lover of numbers, not just any numbers: Angel Numerology. It was a concept of synchronicities that was integrated into my life by one of many Doreen Virtue’s books and written pieces. I have always believed in God (Creator) and that everything happens for a reason, and yes I have indeed heard of angels and spirit guides. However, I did not realize how much of an influence they as well many as other Ascended Masters impacted our everyday lives. Nor did I realize that the Universe itself has a way of reaching out to us; letting us know that we are on the right path. Or maybe besides that, something of importance that is crucial for our life’s journey.

It’s also not just Angel Numerology I love, I also just enjoy Numerology. I love how these numbers tie into our everyday lives. Each number has its own unique meaning; everything from birthdates, transactions, license plates, timers, clocks, pageviews on a website, etc. I even have my favorites like anything involving 7’s. 7 is my lucky number! Anyway, all of the pictures in the slideshow are some of many examples of synchronicities that I have had the pleasure and luck to catch on camera! I hope you enjoy some of the links I’ve posted as well as the pictures too.”

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It has definitely been awhile since I have made any dream journal entries. This dream that I had a few nights ago really stuck out to me because of its nature and overall message. I have never seen Death as an actual physical, human-like being… until I had this dream.

I was walking with a large group of people, which seemed to be a class from school. We were in a different state, Oregon or Washington most likely. There was a bit of a chill in the air and very low humidity. The scenery was mostly a dull gray color with the exception of the greenery and the colorful neon lights that lined the inside of a bar that we were about to go into. What was strange about this is we were on a campus or town square of some sort, and it was deserted with the exception of me and the class I was going with. We went into the bar which all of a sudden felt as though it was on water with a gentle ebb and flow tilting the room side to side. It was a basic classic bar with everything made from oak and bright neon signs and wine glasses hanging from the ceiling above the bar area. All of a sudden we were surrounded by these strange men with glassy eyes who grabbed a large amount of people and pushed them through a large black door. They tried to grab me too, but I yanked away from them and made it out the front door.

I was back outside with dozens of people who were standing in a large circle. There was a malevolent looking woman, dressed in black and red, with this black swirling mist that loosely wrapped around her body like a serpent pacing around me and a few other people. She had a wicked smile, black and red eyes, light blonde hair, and pearl white teeth. There was an amphitheater and stage and a large bed of navy blue water that sat before the stage. Everyone appeared to be in a trance and more people slowly walked to the circle which grew in size. I challenged the malevolent woman on what was happening and she claimed that this was the work of death itself; which the woman presumed to be death. Cracks of thunder and lightning came from the sky that lit up our surroundings and all of the entranced people were picked up from the lightning and were placed in several different locations. Folks were transported to a concrete coliseum with a grassy stage while others were transported to open fields of nothingness as well as several random locations in the city such as a prison yard, the stage, and the bar.

I could see where all of the people were and how they were to die, and I felt so helpless. It was torture watching tens, hundreds, thousands of people being annihilated with the blink of an eye. A light jolted through the innocents by the thousands, which caused the earth to raise for a single moment, and as soon as it started it stopped. Their bodies went limp and I felt myself screaming “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”. I looked back at the woman and again, screamed at her, asking her why. It was just me and her at that moment in time. Suddenly parts of her body started to show between the seams of her clothes and the truth of her form was revealed: she was made up of several different body parts from different people, stitched together limb by limb. Each limb differed in shade ever so slightly, but generally it was all the same. Soon out of the woman’s mass, a man with thick black hair, dark eyes, ‘perfect’ structure, and looks that could kill. These two people were made by the body parts of the fallen. The man soon claimed himself as being death and I was stuck with them.

I felt so much anger and rage as I saw both of them live in luxury. They had everything they could ever want, except everything was either black or dark-colored damask. They had everything from their own personal amphitheater, massive mansion filled with riches, and exotic creatures that could only ever exist in a dream. They had all of the power in the world, being able to kill by the millions who were entranced by their black magic. But then… they got bored. This created slight conflict with Death and his mistress. Suddenly, their body parts that were stitched together started to slightly tear, mix, and morph with other body parts. I held light within my own hands; it radiated around my body and I took my chance to disable Death. With the use of my light, their most prized exotic animal, also made from the dead dissolved and melted to nothing. Death’s mistress popped into a cloud of smoke and light then dissolved to dust. Death had lost control of his own humanoid form and I walked from their room onto the outdoor stage that faced the water.

I stared up at the sky and heard a deep voice praising me and encouraging me to go forward. A light started to envelop me and I could hear the voices of many cheer me on, even though I felt so unsure. I was then given wings, which I had all along as well as many other gifts added on to my being. The edges of each gift lit up like lightning and felt warm and sensitive to the touch. I knew right then and there what I had to do as the light parted the clouds in the sky, and the angelic beings which glowed in pure light, came down to me and started to guide me. I ran through the field of nothingness to find if anyone was still alive. I was heartbroken to find that I couldn’t find any survivors, until I went a little bit farther down. I was relieved to hear that there were still many others that were alive who still needed my help. I managed to help free people of their trances, then my vision turned to light as I woke up.

I still wonder if the dream reflects anything going on it my life literally or metaphorically… who knows?

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